Blame. The magician, David. Haha. This is a joke. We can blame everything and everyone under the sun but we cannot control everything and everyone.
Seriously speaking, the Philippines has been traumatized by typhoons since 2009's Ondoy and now, a little pouring of rain, everybody just gets out of themselves.
September 19, class was cancelled. Prior to that day, I was so exhausted that I wanted to stay with my pillows all day. God granted my wish! The problem came when I sneaked my head into our window and saw the ankle-deep flood just outside our house. "My flight, how's my flight?" I don't know why but I always wanted to experience this. Having a problem with my flight, for thrill. I panicked for real. Be careful what you think of.
The morning. I was relax until the rain haven't stopped. Spent my time with the Lord. Rested. Watched television and laughed with family. Afternoon came and it still haven't subsided but got worse. I had to ask other people how they were doing and to my surprise, we're the only people under water aside from one more workmate. I began praying and doubting God can make it subside so I tried calling Philippine Airlines for rebooking the problem is it costs too much from a cellular phone to telephone so I asked my disciples to do it for me. They inquired, it was too costly. It covered half more of my airfare. I waited. God reminded me to wait upon Him and surrender this to Him. But I didn't listen. I panicked. Stress. No rest.
My mom wanted me to stay home because of the flood. And that I should just rebook it. I went into my room early evening and grabbed a book. I haven't taken a bath because of my unbelief that God can make the water dry.
My boss was asking me the whole time to take the flight and now offered a van to pick me up from our doors. I asked my mom. I wanted to obey my mom because if I insist my way, I won't have peace. Plus, I don't want to make my feet wet of the flood though we have this plastic boots. My mom okay'ed and so I washed up and put my luggage into a small bag. Travel light. Travel light esppecially above water haha. That was around ten in the evening. I have to be at the airport by 2am to catch my 440am flight to Cagayan De Oro, Mindanao (south of the Philippine archipelago). I have to leave at least 12mn because I don't know the traffic situation especially in Manila, this is an unpredictable city. It surprises you.
Eleven in the evening, the flood subsided and I was amazed how God worked though I was faithless. My boss called for grab cab and I was able to get to the airport in just 15 minutes. Amazing!
I checked-in early and boarded on time and got to CDO seven am of September 20.
God is so awesome to allow me to sit in the window row because of a foreigner who changed seat because of leg room. Praise the Lord! I was in the window for my first time on the plane! Thanks for my boss who prayed for it! I didn't ask God but still He was gracious to give it to me. Happy kid right here. I didn't fall asleep. That experience made me more in awe of God's power. He is in control.
Next blog: When your flight gets cancelled...
In His Pursuit,
Michelle Aquino
Seriously speaking, the Philippines has been traumatized by typhoons since 2009's Ondoy and now, a little pouring of rain, everybody just gets out of themselves.
September 19, class was cancelled. Prior to that day, I was so exhausted that I wanted to stay with my pillows all day. God granted my wish! The problem came when I sneaked my head into our window and saw the ankle-deep flood just outside our house. "My flight, how's my flight?" I don't know why but I always wanted to experience this. Having a problem with my flight, for thrill. I panicked for real. Be careful what you think of.
The morning. I was relax until the rain haven't stopped. Spent my time with the Lord. Rested. Watched television and laughed with family. Afternoon came and it still haven't subsided but got worse. I had to ask other people how they were doing and to my surprise, we're the only people under water aside from one more workmate. I began praying and doubting God can make it subside so I tried calling Philippine Airlines for rebooking the problem is it costs too much from a cellular phone to telephone so I asked my disciples to do it for me. They inquired, it was too costly. It covered half more of my airfare. I waited. God reminded me to wait upon Him and surrender this to Him. But I didn't listen. I panicked. Stress. No rest.
My mom wanted me to stay home because of the flood. And that I should just rebook it. I went into my room early evening and grabbed a book. I haven't taken a bath because of my unbelief that God can make the water dry.
My boss was asking me the whole time to take the flight and now offered a van to pick me up from our doors. I asked my mom. I wanted to obey my mom because if I insist my way, I won't have peace. Plus, I don't want to make my feet wet of the flood though we have this plastic boots. My mom okay'ed and so I washed up and put my luggage into a small bag. Travel light. Travel light esppecially above water haha. That was around ten in the evening. I have to be at the airport by 2am to catch my 440am flight to Cagayan De Oro, Mindanao (south of the Philippine archipelago). I have to leave at least 12mn because I don't know the traffic situation especially in Manila, this is an unpredictable city. It surprises you.
Eleven in the evening, the flood subsided and I was amazed how God worked though I was faithless. My boss called for grab cab and I was able to get to the airport in just 15 minutes. Amazing!
I checked-in early and boarded on time and got to CDO seven am of September 20.
God is so awesome to allow me to sit in the window row because of a foreigner who changed seat because of leg room. Praise the Lord! I was in the window for my first time on the plane! Thanks for my boss who prayed for it! I didn't ask God but still He was gracious to give it to me. Happy kid right here. I didn't fall asleep. That experience made me more in awe of God's power. He is in control.
Next blog: When your flight gets cancelled...
In His Pursuit,
Michelle Aquino
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